They're in my arms and my apartment!

Hi all,
First off, I wish I could respond to e-mails. As I said before I can get them, but can't send any. Very frustrating! Sandy - got your e-mail! Love you, Miss you! I am fine here. no Worries about the neighborhood or not speaking the language. People are helpful although no smiles, although I was warned about that. I'm sure they think I'm a crazy person because I keep forgetting and smiling at everyone I pass on the street. Thank goodness most of them don't even make eye contact!
All my RR friends, thank you for the prayers! It really does boost you to be in country and read the comments on the blog and the e-mails. Thanks to all of you! Orphan court was this morning! It went very well. They wanted to know why I only wanted children with special needs. So I gave them my story and they said thank you. Then after the formal proceedings they all told me they thought it was wonderful that there are people who want these children and not just the healthy ones. They were very sweet.
So then I had to wait from 9;30 until 2pm to get the girls because of more paperwork that the orphanages have to do. They give me a schedule of when to feed them and when to give them a nap, etc. My kind of people! That helps our kids so much to have that routine!
So my translator and I walked around the Central Market while my attorney had some more court appearnaces to make. It was a long time between court and getting the girls!
During our walk I noticed an elderly woman sitting on the stairs in the rain holding out a cup, begging. I went over and dropped in the equivelant of 3 dollars and she let out this cry. "Thank you thank you thank you!' It broke my heart! She was literally crying and I didn't understand why, when my translator said that most people drop in about 20 cents. This country is so poor. We were on our way to get lunch and so I bought the woman some bread and a wonderful salad with cabbage and ham and cheese. We went back so I could give it to her but she was gone. (hopefully to get something to eat.) But not far from where she had been was another elderly woman. So I gave the lunch to her. Again, so much gratitude.
My translator told me that there are no government programs for the very poor and they have to beg. We walked through another tunnel to some more shops and there were people lined up begging. It was overwhelming.
But to the happy news. At two o'clock my attorney picked us up and we went to get, are you ready for this? Molly Jane. Her name is Janu - which translates to Jane, and I've wanted a Molly and she's little enough I feel ok changing her first name. So she will be Molly Jane! She is so tiny - wearing a 6-9 month size clothes and she is 18 months old. She is not sitting up alone, but she sits propped. She is so beautiful! I can't wait to share pictures, but I can't yet!
Then we went to the hospital to pick up Myia Bridget (Bridget is for my Grandmother) Her name is Myia and she knows her name so I'll keep it and I like it. She is 5 years old and also tiny for her age, (even for a child with DS). She is wearing a size 3. Both girls have crossed eyes, and I know that can be corrected. Myia has been in the hospital for the past two weeks with asthma (yes, Grandma, more asthma!) and they have been doing some therapy to help her lungs. I'll learn more about that on Monday when she goes back for her final treatment. She has no words yet, but she babbles a lot. The translator listened to her but she couldn't understand any words in her native language. But get this....first meal - I gave her a big bowl of yogurt when she wa s finished I peeled a tangerine and gave her one slice. When she wolfed that down she put out her hand and grunted. I said, "More?" and showed her the sign language sign for it, and then moved her hands for "more". By the end of the tangerine, she was signing more! Then I got a banana and gave her a little piece and then waited to see if she understood that it didn't mean tangerine and you've got it! She signed "more"!!!! She's saying "Mama" too. They had practiced it with her at the hospital. Although I don't think she knows what it means yet. Right now I am 5 feet away from Myia, who is sleeping in my bed (with chairs backed up to her side to make it so she can't roll off) and Molly who is sleeping in a make-shift crib, made out of my suitcase!!!! Her little bottom is up in the air and she's sucking on two fingers! And Mom! Guess what? Myia chews on her finger just the way Jacob does! And in her sleep she sucks her tongue, just like Jacob does. I tell you I am in Down Syndrome Heaven right now!!!
All you RR moms who are doing the paperwork and getting notices for more and more changes, and you're sweating the financial part and you're wondering if you'll ever get that travel date?? DON"T WORRY! It is so worth the wait and the heartache. I still wish it was Katarina and Margarita, and I'll probably never stop wishing they could have come home, but God did not disappoint me! He gave me two girls that are so much more than I ever imagined! So that's day one with Molly and Myia! How will I ever be able to give them back to the orphanage in two weeks? I don't know. Love to all!